Last night, I watched a presentation on web-presence

I’m re-invigorated!  I’ll have this web-thing down pat and kicking money my way by this time next month!  Well, I’ll take a meeting with a bright woman who thinks she can get me moving the right direction.

In other news, we’re going to WorldCon in London next year.

Bill

Coming down to the wire.

So, we’re about to elect a new president, and I haven’t convinced the world to vote the way I want them to. I just discovered that I don’t agree with my chosen candidate as often as I do with the green candidate. And I think that my choice to share political viewpoints through social media has alienated my most likely readers. I don’t have the “right” political correctness – I just write good novel.

I think I’m going to start posting my short stories to Amazon, see if building up Bleeding Edge’s visibility will encourage people to buy Zook Country. Would anybody be interested in reading a science fictional love letter?

Zookland Promo

Status

Dirk Van Den Boom, my translator, sent me a photo of the promotion poster.

This is shameless self-promotion, but Dirk sent me the picture, and I have to share it. Unless you’re German, this isn’t available in a store near you. Sorry!

Coming to you soon, if you’re German

I’ve been thinking about starting a blog for a long time. Mostly, thinking what a bad Idea it might be. Offending possible future employers, making the mistake of putting my real opinion of the gatekeepers out on the public forum, being hated by left, right, and anarchists, possibly sometimes for the same posts.

You can’t win at this, it isn’t possible.

But what I came to say is, Zookland is about to be published, and I’m going to receive an actual advance.

This is very cool, IMO, even if I don’t fully understand my own book as I’m reading it. You see, the only publisher that has seen fit to commit money to bring my great genius to the masses is the German company, Atlantis Verlag. They have my book listed already, for pre-orders only. You can find Zookland, and its cover art, here. The question that waits to be answered: Did somebody recognize something special about my book, or did the publisher, Herr Latz, inhale the bus diesel fumes drifting in through his window as he read my manuscript, and lose track of what he ought to be doing?

Regardless of my opening remarks, I’m an optimist at heart. I’m betting that Herr Latz recognized a commercial property, and let my very good online friend Dirk Van Den Boom loose to translate it into their mother-tongue. I hope they’re right in their excitement about the project. Smart money might go on Dirk and Herr Latz encountering adverse environmental conditions while making the publishing determination. Only time will tell.

Oh, what is Zookland about? How does one face down a zook, and why would one wish to do so? I’m going to answer that next, if Marvin the Morose robot will let up to blog again…

Bill